The Ghost on the Stairs

Brabantio: “Look to her…if thou hast eyes to see. She has deceived her father and may thee.”
Othello: “My life upon her faith!”

Cullen: “Yet do I marvel…”

The Ghost on the Stairs (or Arrayed in White Garments)

Why do you wait upon the stair
Engage a Power that doesn’t care
Entreat a love, to mercy pray

Invoke a god that will not stay

You think it rules the land and sea
Holds some affection just for thee
You anxious listen for its call

And vow you will surrender all

Believe! Believe! There’s much in store

Is virtue not it’s own reward?

A wasted heart upon the stair
A life in ruins, a blank despair
He isn’t here again today –
Perhaps it’s you should go away
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